Hong Kong film: The Ni family tycoon, who kills people and then amasses an army.

In this day and age, if you don't use guns, what are you going to fight with? Still using cold weapons is really laughable.

Grey Wolf straightened his suit and immediately went to handle the matters at the temple.

The next morning, Grey Wolf contacted Geta, the leader of the temple, as he also knew that the matter was extremely urgent.

The two parties planned to meet at a Japanese restaurant located on a bustling street near the temple entrance, which was usually quite busy with customers.

Although it is a Japanese restaurant, it also sells some local food, and is not bound by the restaurant's name.

At that moment, several young people were chatting and laughing inside the Japanese restaurant. They were none other than the Prince Gang, who were quite well-known in the area.

Led by Li Zhilong, who is Geta's son, the other men are called Monk, Mosquito, White Monkey, and Uncle. The five of them are all brothers and work for Geta. They are just a group of ordinary short mules.

However, these five people are young and immature, and most of them are just thinking about having fun.

The reason they were at the Japanese restaurant today was because Geta wanted to broaden the horizons of these young people and let them know how a leader of a temple should negotiate with outside forces.

Geta didn't know Grey Wolf's identity, only that he was a big shot who had returned from outside. He didn't know why Grey Wolf had come to see him, but that didn't stop Geta from teaching these young people how to speak properly.

At this moment, Mosquito said with a smile, "I heard that Boss Geta is going to meet a very important person who is coming from Hong Kong Island. I heard he is very powerful."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhilong scoffed, "It's just an act. We're still the ones in charge here. No matter how powerful the outside forces are, they have to treat us with respect."

Li Zhilong spoke with great confidence, believing that his father was the most powerful and influential person in the temple area.

When outside forces arrive at their temple, they can only bow their heads. However, the monk frowned. Unlike the other four, he was not naive. Instead, he already had a general understanding of Hong Kong.

They knew that Hong Kong Island was extremely prosperous, with skyscrapers everywhere, which was incomparable to their poor and remote Miaokou.

There are very few tall buildings in the temple area, and even entertainment facilities are scarce.

Moreover, most of the businesses involve selling food or having a dedicated chicken and duck pen to make money.

They were just curious because they heard that the Grey Wolf was talking business with them this time.

At this moment, the old man laughed and joked, "I heard this person is called Gray Wolf, but I'm a white wolf. Isn't a wolf just a dog?"

Upon hearing this, the young men burst into laughter, clearly not taking a stranger who had just arrived at the temple entrance seriously.

The monk shook his head: "Let's say less, it won't be good if someone hears us."

Li Zhilong laughed and scolded, "Monk, are you scared? Today my dad brought you here to broaden your horizons, to see how he can deflate the arrogance of these outsiders. They're always trying to take advantage of us."

“Our gang has been established in Miaokou for so long and has always followed the rules. No one can break the rules here.”

Just after Li Zhilong finished speaking domineeringly, Geta strode over, and the others obediently stood up from their seats, respectfully calling out:

"Boss."

They looked at Geta with such respect that they dared not utter a word of dissent in his presence, remaining quite obedient.

However, none of these young people had much composure; even when they sat there, their hands would move erratically.

Geta, the leader, glanced at Monk Mosquito and his group, his eyes gleaming. These people might be his son's future right-hand men. He simply nodded.

"Please sit down. Our guests will be here soon. Don't make a scene here and embarrass me."

Li Zhilong nodded quickly: "Okay, Dad."

The others remained silent. Just then, Gray Wolf strode in, dressed in a black suit with a smile on his face. Behind him were two henchmen in suits, exuding an air of importance.

Geta, the boss, was dressed casually as usual, which made him seem less imposing in comparison. However, when Li Zhilong and the others saw Gray Wolf, they only felt that he was being pretentious.

However, the level of contact the gray wolves had reached was beyond their imagination, which was strange.

In a bustling place like Hong Kong Island, if you dress in a shabby way and don't wear a suit and tie, people will look down on you and say you have no class.

But in a remote place like a temple entrance, wearing a suit and tie is extremely conspicuous, and people will look down on you, saying you're showing off your status.

However, Gray Wolf didn't care about such thoughts. The temple entrance was still a remote place. At this moment, Gray Wolf sat opposite Boss Geta with a smile on his face, and smiled slightly:

"Geta, I've heard so much about you. I used to live here for a while, but nothing has changed over the years."

Gray Wolf wore a smile, full of nostalgia, but in his heart there was also a hint of contempt, for in such a long time, the outside world had undergone earth-shattering changes.

The wharf at Miaokou has not yet been built, and it is still a place where only small boats can be moored. How much money can they make every day?

In other words, over the years, Geta has remained stuck in the old ways and has achieved nothing.

Grey Wolf's current status is far beyond that of a mere temple boss.

Geta remained silent. How could he not hear the sarcasm in Grey Wolf's words? He picked up his glass and clinked it with Grey Wolf's:

“For so many years, we have always followed the rules of our ancestors and acted in accordance with the rules. Everyone in Miaokou is doing very well now.”

Geta has been in charge of Temple Street for many years without making any significant changes because he is afraid of the forces in Hong Kong and outside the city, and he is not welcoming to outsiders like Grey Wolf.

The gray wolf squinted and smiled. Under the wheels of history, how many people have tried to stop its trajectory, only to be overestimating their own abilities and becoming nothing more than dust beneath the wheels.

He's traveled far and seen a lot, including leaders like Geta and the Grey Wolves, but most of them don't have good endings. There's a saying: "A wise man submits to circumstances."

The other members of the Prince's Gang didn't understand what Gray Wolf and Geta meant, but they didn't dare to add any more food. They stood obediently to the side, seeing it as just an ordinary encounter.

Geta didn't waste any more words, too lazy to beat around the bush: "Grey Wolf, what brings you here this time?"

Grey Wolf put down his glass and squinted his eyes: "I wanted to talk to you, Boss Geta, about a collaboration. My boss is Ms. Haitang from the Triad."

The Prince Gang and others seemed to have heard of the Sanlian Gang before, but since the area around the temple was a remote and unreliable place, they didn't think the Sanlian Gang was anything special.

In reality, Grey Wolf couldn't possibly use the Ni family's influence to suppress a small temple, because Geta, the boss, was completely unworthy, and Ding Zongli, as a legislator, couldn't openly involve himself with any gang.

So Grey Wolf borrowed the name of the Triad, but even the Triad was not a force that Geta could afford to offend.

Geta's boss wasn't stupid. He frowned, knowing the power of the Sanlian Gang even in Taiwan, and coldly snorted:

"I never expected that the Sanlian Gang would take notice of my small temple."

Grey Wolf then picked up a piece of food, put it in his mouth, and savored the taste: "Miaokou is located in a superior environment and has the advantage of building a port. As long as the port here is built, it will definitely become an international port in the future."

"At that time, we will have more customers and more business to do, which will be much more profitable than selling high-mountain tea and toilet paper."

After Gray Wolf finished speaking, he paused for a moment and then said, "Of course, we will take over these territories in the future. Boss Geta, you will be responsible for cooperating. You will also make a lot of money."

After all, Grey Wolf is doing things through negotiations this time. Their main interest is in the port of Miaokou. If it is developed soon, it can become a sizable international port and generate more money.

With a port, all kinds of ships will dock here, and the small temple will be able to develop immediately, while the surrounding stalls will also have an economic effect.

Grey Wolf always felt that the development of the temple was too conservative. There were such good ways to make money, but Boss Geta was too narrow-minded.

When the other members of the Prince's Gang heard Gray Wolf's words, they also felt that Gray Wolf seemed to have really come to discuss cooperation.

A strange glint flashed in the monk's eyes. He felt that Gray Wolf was right. The entire temple was indeed too backward. It clearly had the potential to develop the economy, but it couldn't unleash any potential under Boss Geta.

Upon hearing this, Geta's leader refused without hesitation, saying, "Sorry, I don't plan to cooperate with you. I'm already very satisfied with the current state of the temple."

“If you outsiders come in, you’ll definitely create chaos and all sorts of trouble in the future.”

Geta, the leader, looked at Gray Wolf. Even though he cared about making money, there were tourists at the temple entrance, and the goods sold were enough to support his underlings. He didn't trust cooperating with outsiders.

Moreover, he was also afraid of breaking the rules. Most importantly, Geta's traditional mindset made him fearful of external forces and afraid of change. For them, external forces were all unknown.

Hearing this, Gray Wolf wasn't surprised at all. He just felt that Geta was overestimating himself. Instead of getting angry because he was rejected, he said:

"Geta, the temple fair has looked the same for so many years, do you know this?"

After saying that, Gray Wolf smiled slightly, then placed a firearm on the table—a Black Star pistol. He then lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

Even now, the gangs and guilds in Mengjia still use cold weapons like daggers, while they can easily shuffle the temple with firearms.

The prince's gang members swallowed hard. Even though they had seen guns in pictures, they had never seen a real one. They stared at the gun in a daze, because Geta hated guns.

Instantly, Geta's boss's attitude changed drastically upon seeing the Black Star pistol: "Are you threatening me?"

Geta stared intently at Gray Wolf. These outsiders were indeed wolves in sheep's clothing. They dared to threaten him directly if he didn't agree. If the 463 temples were truly handed over to them, how could he possibly take control?

Hearing Geta's tone, Gray Wolf knew there was no point in continuing the conversation. He immediately put away the Black Star pistol and smiled slightly.

"I was just pointing out a clear path for Boss Geta. The development of the temple is too conservative right now. If you continue to be stubborn and want to keep things as they are, even if I don't take action, someone will be watching this place."

“Boss Geta, if you change your mind, you can contact me anytime. This is my phone number.”

After saying that, Gray Wolf casually tossed down a piece of paper with his phone number on it, then got up and left with his henchman in the black suit. He had said what he needed to say; it was up to Gray Wolf to decide what to do next.

The monk stared intently at the note, quickly memorizing the phone number. A strange glint flashed in his eyes; the moment he saw Gray Wolf pull out his pistol, he knew that Geta, the boss, was no match for them.

Who can you kill with a katana now? In a real gang fight, it would be completely useless.

After Gray Wolf left, the atmosphere at the table remained tense. Geta, the leader, looked grim and then coldly snorted at the Prince Gang members:

"Remember that guns are evil weapons made by Westerners. We must never use them, and you should not learn from them either."

Geta's boss is extremely averse to guns and absolutely forbids his men from using them. In the underworld, they absolutely rely on cold weapons to establish territory and do business. Anyone who uses a gun at the temple entrance will be kicked out of the temple.

However, this rule is somewhat ridiculous nowadays. Even if ordinary gangs usually fight with sticks, they definitely have gunmen under their command.

Only someone as pedantic as Geta would make such a decision.

The prince's gang nodded: "Boss, we definitely won't use guns."

Monk, Li Zhilong, Mosquito, and others were all specially trained by Boss Geta. They trained their bodies and fought with cold weapons all day long, but such training was unlikely to be effective in a short period of time.

Moreover, even if they are powerful, they are no match for guns; times have changed.

But Geta's boss still showed no intention of changing things, and this wave of progress seemed to have no effect on the temple area.

Geta quickly left to prepare for Grey Wolf's revenge. The Prince's gang looked at the barely touched dishes on the table and decided not to waste them. They sat there and regained their youthful spirit.

Mosquito started the conversation: "That gray wolf was really arrogant. He even had bodyguards in suits behind him. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was in a movie."